Chapter 43

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiubai's eyes became brighter after hearing Nanxun's question.

The obsidian, which seems to have been washed by a trickle of water in spring, looks extremely eye-catching at this moment.

It makes people look at it as if they are going to sink into it completely.

Nan Xun glanced at it and then looked away instantly.

Jiang Xiubai said, "I found someone to change shifts with me."

Nan Xun let out a little embarrassment.

To be honest, she is just like the original owner, admiring Jiang Xiubai's face now.

But if Nan Xun wanted to pretend to be in love with a paper man right now, Nan Xun really couldn't pretend.

The corner of her lips twitched slightly, but she could only lower her head to avoid Jiang Xiubai's gaze.

But even so, Nan Xun could still feel Jiang Xiubai's gaze on her.

She knows it even without looking.

There must have been a jumping flame in those clear eyes.

If you are not careful, you can burn people to pieces.

Jiang Xiubai looked at Nan Xun's flickering avoidance, but the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

The pitch-black eyes became deeper and deeper at this moment, and even the tear mole in front of her eyes became coquettish at this moment.

After a pause, Jiang Xiubai moved closer to Nanxun.

At this time, he could almost smell the faint scent of roses on Nan Xun's body.

He knew that this was the smell of Nanxun's shower gel.

Last night, when Nan Xun had just taken a shower, the scent was even stronger.

And in Nanxun's wardrobe, there was also a faint fragrance of roses.

Jiang Xiubai's pupils became deeper and deeper, but the expression on his face was still very harmless and innocent.

He took Nan Xun's hand.

In an instant, Jiang Xiubai felt the almost imperceptible stiffness on Nan Xun's body when his fingertips just touched Nan Xun's wrist.

His face was a little stern, but then he held Nan Xun's hand more and more innocently.

Like Nan Xun's not-so-high height, Nan Xun's hands are also small.

When I put it in my hand, it only makes people feel small and soft.

People can't help but put their hearts on this little girl.

Jiang Xiubai's lips curved slightly.

It is indeed a little girl.

Nanxun has just passed away not long ago, and she is still a little girl who has just entered university for a few months.

Jiang Xiubai has worked for many years, and compared to Nanxun, he is indeed older.

However, Jiang Xiubai has an extremely harmless face, and his facial features are so exquisite that anyone who sees him will feel ashamed.

The cheeks are a bit fairer than ordinary girls.

The thin body looks like a very small skeleton, like a teenager who just graduated from college.

So over time, many people have forgotten that Jiang Xiubai's age...

It's almost three.

"Anywhere you want to go?"

When Jiang Xiubai asked this question, his voice was extremely gentle.

Even those obsidian pupils were filled with a soft smile.

She accidentally choked on her own saliva.

In the end, it was Jiang Xiubai who patted Nan Xun on the back, which made Nan Xun feel better.

Nan Xun let out a sharp breath.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly broke free from Jiang Xiubai's hand, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

She looked at Jiang Xiubai and swallowed her saliva with some difficulty.

"You today..."

Jiang Xiubai's eyes flickered slightly, and then he firmly grasped Nan Xun's wrist again.

The slender wrist fell into his palm, making him feel as if he could break it with just a light pinch.

(End of this chapter)

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